the eye of the beholder
Yesterday my wife and I went to the mountains for a few hours since we really haven’t been able to yet this summer. When we saw how low the water was in the creeks and one of our favorite places - Davidson River - we regretted that we couldn’t bring them drought relief by going camping! We saw some of our favorite places, and I was reminded of something I’d run across recently in my archives….
Traveling through New England a motorist stopped for gas in a tiny village. “What’s this place called?” he asked the station attendant.
“All depends,” the native drawled. “Do you mean by them that has to live in this moth-eaten, dust-covered dump, or by them that’s merely enjoying its quaint and picturesque rustic charms for a short spell.”
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Of course, one sight beautiful to all grandparents is grandchildren. We received some recent pictures of our grandson Drew, so I’m sharing several with y’all.
A couple of weekends ago he enjoyed a DSO (Detroit Symphony Orchestra) concert at Metro Beach.
After getting his next round of shots, he had a low-grade fever for several days. A cool cloth on his fevered brow seemed to help.
Drew *loves to lie on his tummy on the boppy.
quotation…
“The trouble with shepherds is that they’re sheep too.” - Ted Allston
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Rob
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